BECAUSE USTADZ I'M DISABLED
chapter 46

Aliyah's phone on the dinner table rang, one video call. Femila and Aliyah stared together at the mobile phone, the call was written by the name of Madam Hana.

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Aliyah raised the call despite a little hesitation because she knew the situation was not right to receive a call from Mbak Hana.

"Assalamualaikum mbak Hana," greeted Aliyah with her distinctive voice and cheerful face.

"Waalaikum salam. Long time pick up the phone," protested Hana there.

"How are you?" keep Hana.

"Alhamdulillah good mbak. Hana's mom how's she doing?" ask Aliyah.

"Alhamdulillah is good too. Where are you again?" It looks like it's outside?" search Hana.

"I-yes," Aliyah replied nervously.

"Come with whom?" ledek Hana's.

Aliyah brought her phone closer to Habibi. "She," Aliyah replied briefly it was impossible to show Femila's face, what was Hana's reaction? Maybe he is considered a traitor for going with a rival who has won the heart of Mirza ustadz, although exactly not his heart but still in the level of winning to be married by Mirza ustadz.

"Assalamualaikum Dek Hana?" habibi said as soon as his face appeared on the screen of the phone.

"Waalaikum salam Kak. How's Habibi doing?"

"Thank God Han" Habibi replied, holding the phone.

"Cie's dating Aliyah, why are you guys out together?" ledek Hana but from the bottom of his heart he expected that there was someone else there. Yeah, someone else who used to be near Habibi.

"Not only with me, there's also ustadz Mirza."

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Right Hana's guess. Where there is Habibi there must be ustadz Mirza.

"What are you eating out for?" hana asked flatly, which was actually the question she wanted to throw at ustadz Mirza.

"Just eat regular."

Hana nodded slowly.

"Excuse me, please drink" a waiter came with four drinks.

"Thank you, ma'am."

"Together."

"Where areyou? that sound from the airport soundscape? You at the airport?" Read Habibi to Hana.

"Tonight I'm flying to Cairo."

"Egypt?" Habibi.

Hana smiling.

Others still heard Habibi and Hana's conversation, not least Femila. Her ears cannot pretend to be deaf. Without the filter his earlobes caught Habibi and Hana's sound waves. Go into the ear canal and hit the eardrum, the eardrum vibrates. The vibration is passed to the hammer bone, the anvil bone, and the stirrup bone. The sound vibrations travel through the oscillula to the snail house, the sound vibrations causing the fluid inside the snail house. Fluid vibration that causes hair cells to curl. Hair cells are nerve signals that will be captured by auditory nerve signals, the auditory nerve sends signals to the brain. In the female brain is a deciphered signal.

"Why did you suddenly go to Cairo? Not to continue studying domestically?" telisik Habibi's.

"It's not sudden, it's been planned for a long time. It just so happens that there is a student Abah who studied there. So all the business that was there was taken care of by him. I'll just take care of the paperwork. Mas Umar also helped, so the process was quick." explained Hana.

Femila stirred up her drink, still without the sound filter it burst into her brain. Ustadz Mirza also stirred the drink slowly. While Aliyah's mouth is still attached to the drinking straw. His eyes glanced at the person next to and beside him.

"Why silence, no one speaks?" hana Mumbles.

"They are all listening to you" Habibi replied by circulating his gaze to everything in front of him.

Hana smiled slightly. "Yes, continue eating. Pray for me yes, good luck to the destination."

"You don't want to talk to ustadz Mirza?"

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The question made Hana's face turn deathly, even narrowing her throat.

"Bo-can." Hana replied, he said as ordered by the brain but his screaming heart was not.

Habibi handed the phone to Mirza. Ustadz Mirza's hand grabbed it. Although it looks a bit doubtful.

"Assalamualaikum Han?" Ustadz Mirza tried his best.

This is the first time Hana stared directly at the face of Ustadz Mirza after his return to Semarang even though online. After that, there was no contact since the wedding congratulations he sent via WA message.

"How's Ustadz doing?" Ask Hana by controlling yourself so as not to be too excited.

"Alhamdulillah good. You how?"

"As Ustadz saw. Thank God I am good and much better."

"Alhamdulillah. In Cairo it must be at home."

Hana nodded.

"Please enjoy the meal sir." Said the waiter while lowering some of the food that had been ordered Habibi.

"Thank you" Habibi replied.

"Ustadz. Please eat, the food is served. Assalamualaikum," said Hana impressed in a hurry.

"Waalaikum salam." The call screen was disconnected, ustadz Mirza thrust the phone into Aliyah.

There were teardrops running down Hana's cheek but she quickly wiped away those tears.

'Goodbye ustadz Mirza. At first glance I saw a curly-haired woman next to ustadz when Habibi handed the phone to ustadz. I'm sure it's the woman you've married. I released ustadz for him. But why does my heart hurt to see that. Astaghfirullah haladhim, am I sincere? Lead the servant O Allah always in your way, 'Hana's mind raged, her tears without knowing themselves flowing back, a tissue she took from the bag quickly swept away the tears.

At the restaurant, everything has got a menu according to favorite foods. Grilled fish gurame already in front of ustadz Mirza and Habibi, red snapper soup into Aliyah dinner dishes, and sweet spicy sour shrimp into Femila options.

After washing hands, ustadz Mirza led the prayer before eating.

"Sister Habibi knows my favorite food" said Aliyah with her sweetest smile and sip a red snapper soup.

"Not only you, food ustadz Mirza and non Femila I also memorized," elak Habibi.

Aliyah flicked her lips feeling big her heart suddenly instantly shrunk with Habibi's words.

Habibi smiled at Aliyah's expression.

While the two fainting who were beside Aliyah and Habibi looked flat without expression.

"Aliyah, tomorrow you wear a thick jacket."

"Why? Hot weather like this is being told to wear a jacket!" aliyah Protest.

"I've felt the cold" Habibi said as he glanced at the two humans in front and beside him.

But the insinuated still chewed his food without giving the slightest reaction.

"Tomorrow the first time Safera left for school. Don't forget, Ustadz promised to pick him up" Habibi said.

"Yes," replied Mirza.

"Al, you didn't tell your best friend that you were my assistant?" ask Femila suddenly.

Aliyah immediately choked. Her red snapper soup immediately gushed onto the table.

Femila grabbed the tissue and handed the tissue to Aliyah.

Femila pulled the corner of her lips. His heart could already guess Aliyah's answer later, looking at Aliyah's expression with Femila's question.

"I thought you accepted this job because it would be a spy for your best friend. It turns out that you hid this job from her instead" Femila honestly.

"Are you afraid of being called a traitor by your best friend?" cecar Femila without further ado.

Aliyah's face looked nervous.

"Eat the cold rush of food" Habibi interrupted the tension on Aliyah's face.

Femila and Aliyah continued to eat.

Habibi stared at their faces, ustadz Mirza, Aliyah, and Femila were full of question marks whose answers were in their respective brains.

'It's only natural that you're afraid of being called a traitor Al, because you're working with non-Femila and Hana's deck, I'm sorry to show you a non-Femila sitting next to Ustadz Mirza. Maybe this is a harsh reality for you deck Hana. But, I think it's best for you to quickly move on, ' Inner Habibi concluded what happened in front of him.

"Non Femila, is your question to Aliyah about Hana's deck a form of mistress' jealousy on Hana's deck?" the question slid unfiltered from Habibi's mouth after everyone had finished eating the food.

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Let the author get excited up yuk Ayuk like from the initial chapter.🙏🥰🥰